Gordon was still wondering, "Can muscle latitude be inversely proportional to strength?" "This kind of pointless question, but he didn't notice that the trouble had turned to him.

It's still a shame to say that the little girl from the countryside has turned all the strong men in the local assembly hall upside down.

Even if it's just a wrist wrestling.

Being convinced does not mean that you are also convinced from the perspective of the group, and if this group of animals wants to turn the tables, their eyes will naturally fall on Gordon.

Gordon had been in the Minagard Hunters' Lodge for more than a year, and many of the old people knew him well, so he was naturally his own.

- The fact that he won a complete victory in the wrist wrestling when he was still a minor has been talked about for a long time, and his strength is undoubted.

Noticing that he was there, the giant hammer envoy, who had just looked dejected, immediately gave up his position, and shouted something, "It's nothing for the little girl to win me, there is a kind of you to win my big brother!" ”

Who's your big brother?!

"Compare to compare."

The dragon girl who had just been put down by the referee did not hesitate to fight, but Gordon wanted to turn around and leave.

There is nothing to be proud of in winning this game, the little girl's whole person is estimated to be less than her own big sword, as for losing, uh.

Can this be lost?

Gordon, who didn't believe in evil, was finally pressed by the coaxing crowd on the seat opposite the girl Fengying.

At this point, there was nothing to refuse, but out of fairness, he still proposed: "Let's rest first, you just had a game." ”

"No, thank you."

glanced at Gordon with disdain, perhaps considering that the height difference was too much, Feng Ying did not sit down, but stood and looked at Gordon.

"I didn't bother much."

On the side, the smile of the giant hammer froze on his face.

Gordon scratched his chin, but Feng Ying had already taken the initiative to rest his elbows on the table, and only the small palms of four fingers stretched straight in front of him.

This is an active invitation.

The crowd of onlookers suddenly erupted in enthusiastic cheers, and many people put aside the sense of honor of the so-called "locals" and turned their heads to cheer for Feng Ying.

"Little girl kill Gordon!" "Don't be afraid that we'll support you!" The cheers were endless.

Gordon grinned with a toothache, it was you brutes who pressed me to the seat, why did you make me look like a villain who bullied a "little girl from other places"?

Feng Ying picked her finger and looked at him with a hint of provocation in her eyes.

Gordon's heart was inexplicably on fire, and the little guy in front of him was really good at pulling hatred.

Under the guidance of the referee, two palms, one large and one small, were put together.

Gordon, who was planning to kill his opponent in seconds at the beginning of the game, suddenly relented, and the opponent's arm was only the thickness of his two fingers

Having said that, Gordon still didn't dare to let his guard down too much, the opponent could win against the giant hammer, and his wrist strength was definitely real.

Therefore, he chose to respond with a "defensive posture", tensing his muscles, locking the joints, and not taking the initiative to attack but there was no flaw.

In the aftermath, Gordon rejoiced in his caution.

The moment the referee shouted to start, a huge force hit him along the palm of the dragon girl's hand, and Gordon was almost stumbled.

Hurriedly supported the table with his left hand to stabilize his body, and at the same time, there was no longer any thought of humility in his heart.

This guy's wrist strength may not be as good as his own, but it is definitely a grade higher than that brother Ted.

The devil knows how that slender and petite body can contain this level of strange power?!

Gordon was completely serious, as a great swordsman, he knew how to gather the strength of his whole body better than ordinary people.

The steely muscles bulged out, and the little disadvantage at the beginning was stopped instantly, and the palm of the hand slowly but steadily pressed back.

Feng Ying pursed her lips, and her eyes changed.

This is the second person she has met since she was a child who can completely suppress her in terms of strength - the first is the village chief in Yanhuo Village who looks like a resentful tiger and a dragon.

No matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't recover the decline, and she could only watch her palms being pressed to the table little by little.

The outcome was undisputed, and the referee declared the winner.

Gordon withdrew his palm, but he didn't have the excitement of raising his arms and shouting like he used to, and he always felt like he was bullying a child.

Feng Ying snorted, lowered her eyelids, folded her hands in front of her lower abdomen, bowed to Gordon and the referee, and prepared to leave.

Looking at the girl's depressed appearance, the onlookers who were still coaxing the seedlings before couldn't help but feel embarrassed, and just when everyone was about to disperse and go their own way, a cold female voice made everyone tremble.

"I've got a lot of skills, and I'm all idle, huh?"

The tall dragon women walked in their steps, and the "click" footsteps seemed to step on everyone's brains, and several staff members of the assembly hall were eager to shrink their heads into their chests.

- The Elder arrives.

The president swept his gaze, and the onlookers suddenly dispersed, and she pointed to Gordon and Fengying, who were trying to reduce their sense of existence: "You two, come with me." ”

With that, turn around and leave.

Gordon, who couldn't resist at all, glanced at Feng Ying, and had no choice but to follow obediently, and followed the president to the office on the second floor of the assembly hall.

As soon as the president pushed open the office door, his head was more than a meter high at the shoulders, and the big dog with brown fur "Whoops!" A thud came out, and while throwing Feng Ying to the ground, he licked her face violently.

"Amber~! What are you doing here! Hee-hee-hee, don't lick your ears, it's itchy to death! Feng Ying's face full of "rebellious" melted, giggling and ruffling the big dog's shiny hair.

Gordon looked curiously at the big beefy dog named Amber.

Different from ordinary large dogs, its limbs and neck muscles are more powerful, and the cloth armor on its body and the crescent-shaped blade hanging on its side are not seen on ordinary pets.

This is supposed to be a toothy hound.

Gordon had heard that hunters in the Western Continent were said to like to domesticate tooth hounds as hunting companions, just as he did when he hunted cats and pigs.

Perhaps they are not as smart as the orc Ailu people, and they are not able to use various hunting items as freely as the Ailu cats.

However, they are extremely brave and loyal, and can attack monsters without fear, while they can also carry hunters and gallop at great speeds, making them indispensable helpers for hunters in the Western Continent.

"Alright, stop playing yet, come here." Madam President's voice rang out again.

Amber honestly stepped aside, Feng Ying stood up and wiped the saliva from her face, and also moved in small steps in front of the president, standing side by side with Gordon, seemingly a little embarrassed.

"Just over there in the tavern area."

"I took the initiative to ask for the competition, and I lost to this gentleman, that's all." Feng Ying took the lead.

"Hmm."

The President nodded, and the matter was skimmed.

Gordon breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, "What, I'll grow up, so I can go?" ”

"No, keep it."

Gordon: "."

(End of chapter)